The peicing shout was unexpected.
It appeared the red haired Demon had forgotten about a little brutal show that transpired earlier that afternoon.
"Damn you Blood Witch!" He grunted out in an unbearable pain.
The giggle from Ottilia only helped to infuriate him further. Truthfully, he had forgotten that she was something dreadful and something that is not advisable to mess with.
The girl had tampered with the blood flowing to his chest area, therefore leaving an unbearable twist in the area she had slotted dry. That was just evil!
Korden's hand tightly gripped on his wounded chest, it was abrupt, thankfully, she was not heartless to proceed with her torture. The experience made korden wonder, if a minimal second can be like that, how much more a constant one.
God forbid, he had never felt anything such as this before, this girl Is going to be a direct pain in the ass.
